I knew that his next visit could be delayed for weeks rather than days. I phoned the AA. I knew that Clint was always busy with ‘real’ motorists who needed their cars immediately for work or family. (A good Mechanic is kept busy!) Clint, my non-cowboy mechanic, listened, removed spark plugs and tested cylinder pressure and expressed his initial diagnosis that he would need to return another day and run more tests before he could make a decision. I phoned my mechanic and he called to inspect the car in the evening, en route to two other breakdowns. In February, 2015, returning from a forty mile run, there was a sudden roughness in the engine and I nursed the car home the last two miles wondering if my oil Pressure was down was the exhaust damaged was my water pump seized? Visitors to his workshop, who were intrigued to see an ‘old’ car, were also impressed by the quiet engine of this ‘Gentleman’s Carriage’. My mechanic always remarked that the engine was quiet. ![]() I was pleased with the engine and was more concerned with the brakes, interior and suspension. Most of those twenty-three years the engine had sat, unused, in the chassis, waiting for the body and interior trim restoration to be completed. ![]() ![]() ![]() I had driven 1,000 miles since my engine was rebuilt, in 1992.
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